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Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935).  Collected Poems. 1921.
  
II. The Children of the Night
20. The Garden
  
THERE is a fenceless garden overgrown
With buds and blossoms and all sorts of leaves;
And once, among the roses and the sheaves,
The Gardener and I were there alone.
He led me to the plot where I had thrown        5
The fennel of my days on wasted ground,
And in that riot of sad weeds I found
The fruitage of a life that was my own.
 
My life! Ah, yes, there was my life, indeed!
And there were all the lives of humankind;       10
And they were like a book that I could read,
Whose every leaf, miraculously signed,
Outrolled itself from Thought’s eternal seed.
Love-rooted in God’s garden of the mind.

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